Chapter 920: Taoist Nun and Huangqing Temple

Hearing this, the young man in white robes naturally didn't dare to stop Han Li and the other, and instead led the two along a corridor toward the inside. Net

After walking for a while, crossing several courtyard gates, Han Li faintly heard the sound of reading, which sounded exactly the same as an ordinary academy. But he was stunned for a moment, his gaze flickering a few times. Although this place is called an academy, do these low-tier cultivators really waste most of their time reading instead of sitting and practicing Qi?"

"These are the disciples of the lower courtyard of our White Dew Academy, conducting their routine noon reading. To enter the upper courtyard to practice, having spiritual roots and magic power is not enough. One must cultivate the Haoran Qi of our Confucian school. After all, most of the cultivation techniques of our Confucian school use Haoran Qi as an auxiliary, the more and more majestic the Haoran Qi, the more likely it is to practice thousands of miles a day in the future, and the future is limitless." The young man in white robes seemed to see Han Li's surprise and explained with a smile. He actually had the intention to make friends with this young man who was brought by the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan and had similar cultivation.

"So that's how it is!" Han Li sensed the other party's goodwill, nodded and smiled at him.

At this time, the three of them passed through a large area of pavilions, turned several corners, and suddenly arrived at an elegant small courtyard. As soon as they walked into this courtyard, the clear reading sound disappeared without a trace. The courtyard was actually set up with sound-insulating restrictions.

Seeing this situation, the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan's expression remained as usual, as if he had been here more than once. And the young man in white robes stopped at the courtyard gate after arriving here, said goodbye to the two, and left.

Watching the young man's back disappear near a pavilion, the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan straightened his clothes slightly, walked slowly toward the largest room, and was about to knock on the door.

But just as he took a step, the originally tightly closed door opened on its own with a light sound. At the same time, above his head, Master Lu's voice sounded again.

"Brother Yan, please come in! Immortal Nun Lady Hualian of Huangqing Temple happens to be a guest at my humble abode. Lu happens to introduce you to each other."

Master Lu's words were calm and steady, and one couldn't hear any specific emotions in them.

"Huangqing Temple?" A look of surprise appeared on the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan's face, but his feet walked in without the slightest hesitation. Han Li naturally followed closely behind.

As soon as he entered the room, it was a living room, where a man and a woman were sitting as host and guest.

The man was forty-something, with a thin face and three long beards, looking like the kind of person who didn't show his joy or anger, and was steady in everything. His temperament was somewhat similar to the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan, but there was a kind of indescribable sternness.

The woman was twenty-something, with black hair and snow-white skin, dressed in yellow Taoist robes, holding a silver-glittering whisk in one hand, but she had an elegant and luxurious temperament, surprisingly a Taoist nun.

As soon as the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan and Han Li entered the hall, the gazes of the two naturally swept over.

"Is this the famous Mr. Yan Yao? Although the poor nun doesn't ask about world affairs in the temple, I have also heard of the great name of Mr. Yan of Yonghua Academy." Unexpectedly, the person who looked like Master Lu hadn't spoken yet, but this young and beautiful Taoist nun greeted him with a slight smile first. Then her gaze swept over Han Li casually, and she didn't pay any more attention to him.

This woman was just a late Foundation Establishment female cultivator. But she sat freely in front of Master Lu, talking and laughing, clearly having a great background.

"I dare not! The great names of the fellow Taoist nuns of Huangqing Temple, Yan has also heard of them for a long time. Greetings, Immortal Nun Lady Hualian." The Confucian scholar surnamed Yan didn't dare to be negligent at all, and hurriedly bowed and said.

"Greetings to the two Seniors!" Han Li also took half a step forward and bowed respectfully.

"This little friend is..." That Master Lu narrowed his eyes and asked noncommittally.

"This little nephew Han Li is a distant relative of an old friend of mine. Because he has heard of the name of White Dew Academy, I couldn't refuse the old friend's request, so I specifically brought him to the academy to give it a try, to see if he has the qualifications to stay in the academy." The Confucian scholar surnamed Yan said unhurriedly.

"Oh, a distant relative of an old friend of yours, the spiritual root aptitude seems ordinary. However, we still need to carefully identify the attributes. Little Friend Han, come over here." Master Lu measured Han Li a few times, and after a while, said calmly.

"Yes, Senior!" Han Li heard this and walked over without hesitation, being grabbed by the wrist by a slightly cool palm from the other party.

With Han Li's powerful spiritual sense, he didn't fear that the other party could really see anything. Regardless of spiritual root attributes or bone structure, he could easily conceal the true situation of his body, only showing the false information he wanted the other party to see.

However, Han Li didn't want to make himself too eye-catching, which would be unfavorable for his low-key practice in the academy later. Therefore, he fully displayed his true spiritual root attributes in terms of spiritual roots, without doing any tricks. Four spiritual root attributes were basically enough to meet the minimum standard for joining a cultivation sect.

It was just that in terms of bone structure, he concealed his true bone age, so that the other party couldn't see the mystery within it.

"Oh, four spiritual roots lacking gold. It's barely enough to qualify for staying in the academy. But you have magic power in your body, and have already practiced some low-tier magic arts. Fortunately, what you practice is a pure wood-attribute cultivation technique, not an evil technique or demonic art, so this aspect is also not a problem. However, you are old, and the possibility of building a foundation with this aptitude is basically slim to none, at most reaching the seventh or eighth layer of Qi Condensation. If that's the case, it's actually better to be a loose cultivator, which is more carefree!" Master Lu let go of Han Li's wrist after probing and said calmly.

"This kind of evaluation, this junior has heard from other Seniors. However, this junior believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and still intends to give it a try on the path of cultivation." Han Li stood respectfully in front of Master Lu, and replied in a sincere tone.

Master Lu's expression stirred, he looked at

"Little friend, your heart for cultivation is so steadfast. I have nothing more to say. However, since you are a rogue cultivator entering the sect, do you have any areas of expertise in miscellaneous arts?"

Hearing this, Han Li was slightly startled and felt a bit surprised. He had not expected the other party to ask a Qi Condensation stage cultivator like him such a question. Could it be that they were truly giving him special care for the sake of the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan? His thoughts spun like lightning, but Han Li did not hesitate in the slightest as he replied:

"This junior has dabbled slightly in the way of artifact refinement, but given this junior's cultivation and knowledge, I can naturally only refine some of the most basic items; it cannot be called artifact refinement at all."

After saying this, Han Li appeared somewhat embarrassed, and a trace of shyness appeared on his face.

"Oh, you understand artifact refinement? Among current rogue cultivators, very few people go to learn artifact refinement arts. After all, the expenses involved are truly no small matter," Master Lu said with some surprise.

The Daoist nun to the side heard these words, and a strange look flashed across her face, followed by a hint of joy.

"This junior also obtained a jade slip on artifact refinement and has just been refining things haphazardly." Han Li naturally tried his best to downplay his artifact refinement skills. If it weren't for the concern that saying he knew nothing at all might greatly affect his joining the academy, Han Li truly would not want to bring up things like alchemy or artifact refinement and invite trouble upon himself.

However, compared to artifact refinement, those who understood alchemy and the way of formations were even rarer; speaking of them would likely attract even more attention.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you understand artifact refinement? This is truly wonderful. Senior Lu, I think there is no need to borrow any artifact refinement disciples from your sect anymore. Since this Fellow Daoist Han has not yet entered your academy, why not let him come to my Royal Purity Temple instead?" The Daoist nun suddenly spoke such words.

At this, both the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan and Han Li were greatly startled and subsequently stunned.

"Immortal Lady Lady Hualian, this is not very appropriate! Your temple is a nunnery; how can you let a man like Nephew Han join?" The muscles on the Confucian scholar's face twitched, and he could not help but speak solemnly.

"Although the Royal Purity Temple is a nunnery, it is not as if there are no fire-dwelling Daoist priests or male disciples who have joined. These people join my Royal Purity Temple, but in reality, they reside outside the temple. Mr. Yan is overthinking it," the Daoist nun pursed her lips and said with a light laugh.

"So that is how it is. Yan truly does not know much about the affairs of the Royal Purity Temple. It is just that Nephew Han wishes to join the White Dew Academy; joining your temple is still somewhat inappropriate." This Mr. Yan was truly very concerned about Han Li joining the academy. Even though he knew the other party was an extraordinary existence, he still argued his case.

"With Fellow Daoist Han's aptitude, even if he joins the academy, he would only be an ordinary disciple with no future to speak of. Our temple is currently preparing to refine several treasures and is just lacking a low-tier disciple who understands artifact refinement to act as an assistant. As long as Fellow Daoist Han is willing to join our temple, not only can he advance further in the art of artifact refinement, but I can also take charge and provide him with some extra care in his cultivation. I will not hide it from you, Mr. Yan; I originally came to the academy this time to borrow a disciple who understands artifact refinement. Now that there is one ready-made, there is naturally no need to trouble Fellow Daoist Lu anymore," Immortal Lady Lady Hualian did not mind at all and instead explained with a smile.

"This, Brother Lu, what do you think?" Hearing the other party say this, the Confucian scholar surnamed Yan hesitated for a moment before he could not help but raise his head to look at Master Lu.

"Fellow Daoist Han has not yet joined our academy and is still a free man. Whether he is willing to enter the Royal Purity Temple is naturally for him to decide. However, just as Immortal Lady Lady Hualian said, even if Fellow Daoist Han enters our academy to cultivate, it is impossible for me, Lu, to help him with anything; there is no future to speak of. And Immortal Lady Lady Hualian did indeed come to our academy this time to find a low-tier disciple who understands artifact refinement. Entering the Royal Purity Temple is actually a decent choice," Master Lu said in a deep voice, his expression unchanged.

As the conversation reached this point, the gazes of the three people in the hall all fell upon Han Li.

Some were worried, some were curious, and others were slightly excited.

"Royal Purity Temple?" He seemed to have heard this name before; it appeared to be a Daoist temple on another peak of Mount Yutian. But Han Li did not know beforehand that this temple was a nunnery and knew nothing about this sect. He could only show a look of confusion, completely bewildered.

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